ride the train and it takes me back to
right, thats all it is right
two eight days in
inside you is you heart
as also is a ball of
all I fucking do is complain me and the
why do we bother sometimes
why not give this shit up
we're
the sky is grey bordem kicks in again
I don't
The sand is sifting by
I only know that I will
yeah my girl she's so pretty
always waiting when I get
this songs about you
and all the shit you put